Not surprisingly, the internet in my room doesn’t work. I’ll take a day to fix.

In the meantime, I’m paying out of my nose at an internet cafe to write this. But you, baby, you’re worth it.

In any case, I just came home from the grocery store (psst: I don’t think they’re called ‘grocery stores’ over here). I can’t wait to lug all this shit back to my room. Woo. Hoo.

I’ve got quite a few pictures of my room and the harrowing journey (not) here, so you can expect them as soon as I get my internet working.